I'm not sure whether I'm relieved or still freaked out.
I used to help my Mum out with her cleaning round. One of the jobs was to clean leaves out of the garages outside the block of flats we swept...I got more than leaves.

There was blood all up the fucking walls and ceiling and what looked like a bundle of rags and wool in the middle of the garage, soaked by what was obviously repeatedly stabbed flesh... One look was enough for me and I promptly started screaming. I don't think I have ever freaked out so much in my life, blubbering hystercally like a wuss about the murder that had evidently happened...

Turns out it was a dead sheep and a group of satanists were known for this kind of thing nearby.

Luckily I didn't get disignated cleaning up the remnants of flossy (I named the sheep) but I feel sorry for the poor bastard who did.
(trippeh, Mon 3 Mar 2008, 13:25, 3 replies)

Satanists in a garage?
Sign of the times eh?

My brother and I once came across what appeared to be a satanist site in some woods we used to play in near our dads house. Just the markings of a decent sized fire really, but what gave it away was the rams skull lying nearby.

Being a young chappie, I thought that a weathered skull missing only a lower jaw and a few upper teeth was way cool. Oddly. my dad didn't treat it with such reverence.
(Greencloud Wanted to go fishing on, Mon 3 Mar 2008, 13:33, closed)

Free Chops!
Round here, it wouldn't have lay there 5 minutes before it was hauled off for tea!
( baw__bag contains traces of nuts on, Mon 3 Mar 2008, 15:18, closed)

blimey
Bloody Hell is all I can say to greencloud :S at least you didn't freak out! lol

Haha Baw_bag I would have made you a stew out of it if I wasn't such a wuss haha
(trippeh, Mon 3 Mar 2008, 20:31, closed)